When Opie returned from the clubhouse that night, he found Avery sitting in the rocking chair in the nursery with a small easel set up in front of her.
"What are you doing, baby girl?" He leaned against the doorframe and eyed the strange-looking pen device in her hand and the small plastic container full of black rhinestones that sat on the table beside the rocking chair.
"Diamond painting," Avery replied, placing a rhinestone onto the canvas in front of her using the pen.
"Sounds expensive," Opie joked, walking to stand next to her.
"It's really not," Avery chuckled, moving to show him what she was working on. "Venus gave it to me. It's like a paint by number painting except instead of paint, you use these shinny bead things."
Taking a look, Opie saw Peter Pan flying in front of Big Ben. Just like a digital photograph, the image was formed by pixels. Each tiny bead was a single pixel, and you had to stand back to see the image clearly. It was actually pretty cool. "What made Venus give you that? It looks like it's gonna take you forever."
"That's the point." Avery set her pen down. "Venus knows how hard it's getting for me to move around and how stir-crazy it's making me. She gave me this to have something to focus on. I figured its completion could race the babies into the world. Oh, Sam gave me a gift certificate for some prenatal yoga classes too. The doctor thinks they'll be good for me."
The horror at the thought of having to attend a yoga class full of a bunch of hormonal pregnant women must have shown on his face because Avery laughed at him.
"Don't worry, Daddy, Kristina's going to go with me because she wants to lose some more of her baby weight," she assured him. "You don't look as stressed out as usual. What's up?" She held out her hands, silently asking for help getting up.
Opie couldn't help but smile as he pulled her to her feet and into his arms. She really did know him better than anyone else. He softly kissed her before answering her. "Shit's almost over. The Mayans have Clay and Marks set up." The other MC showed up at the clubhouse just that afternoon with the good news.
"Seriously?" Her eyes lit up.
"Yep," he kissed her. "I won't be home tomorrow night, but after that, I won't have to be away from you any time soon."
"I can live with one more night apart." Avery smiled. "I have dinner waiting in the kitchen, and then I was hoping we could go to bed." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You mean go to bed, go to bed?" Opie perked up a little bit. They hadn't really done much in the bedroom since her health scare.
Avery nodded with a playful smirk on her face.
"I'm not hungry." He proceeded to pick up his giggling wife and carry her down the hall to their bedroom.
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These are diamond paintings:
This is the one I'm describing in this chapter.
This one I did because I watched too much 'Roseanne' as a kid before we knew she was nuts.
This one was a gift from my in-laws.
Seriously, y'all, diamond painting is very cheap and very relaxing.
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